Woz reined in his magic slightly, not in fear, but in a ready move. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In this pale space, time and space seemed to freeze, and the words surrounding Woz were the only bright color. The dark golden words flew slower and slower, but brighter, and the chanting around him grew louder. The space kept vibrating, as if it was about to break through the shackles of this pale world.

"What a great magic, what a great magic!" said Jelf without hesitation, "You are the first magician on my territory who can break through my realm." What is this magic called?"

Jelf asked curiously, theorizing that he knew all the types of magic in the world. Although he can't say that he has mastered all of them, he has mastered the most representative types of magic. Jelf is closest to the "source" of magic, so everything is always the same, and no matter what kind of magic he can always see some clues, and then trace back to the source of the category...... For Jelf, there are no secrets to magic in this world!

But Woz's magic was not among them, and his magic seemed to be self-contained, beyond Jelf's comprehension.

"It's my own magic, based on a completely different view of magic. I couldn't tell for a while. Wodds briefly introduced without elaborating, "So, what are you here for?"

Woz asked rhetorically, leaving him a little uneasy that Jelf's appearance had completely exceeded his expectations.

"I'm going to take the book back. Jelf smiled and answered Wads' question in the same tone as a normal friend's chat, "Don't worry, I'm really just passing by and won't interfere in your business...... At least for now. ”

He lifted the book in his hand and showed Wads, the dark and dark cover, with the three letters "END" in hot silver.

"So...... Hades Mardo should ......," Woz's heart moved.

But Jerph said, "No, he hasn't been erased by me. It's just temporarily sealed, and it won't be long before it wakes up. ”

Jelf seemed to have decided that Woz knew what he wanted to do, so he didn't elaborate at all, and said to Woz bluntly: "The guild of Mardor and Hadesgate has lost its value, so I'm going to take back the book too." But after all, they are my creations, and you and I are friends and foes, so the final purpose of leaving them exist is to stop you, and let me see how good your true strength is. ”

said unreasonable and ruthless words in his mouth, but his face was kind, and Jerf's performance at the moment was really a demon?

Woz snorted, but he didn't want to be at the mercy of the other party. The words in his eyes are flowing faster and faster, and with the assistance of the automatic secretary, he is "reading" Jelf's realm magic with all his might, looking for a way to crack it.

"The Song of a Thousand People" has always been in operation, greatly improving the efficiency of Woz's interpretation.

Jelf knew exactly what Woz was doing, but instead stopped it, instead watched the words around Woz with interest, and the incessant chanting.

"It's a strange magic. Jelf observed, "It's not clear how your magic works, but the way it manifests itself is familiar. ”

As early as the beginning of the meeting, Gerf saw at a glance the reference prototype of the "Thousand Sacred Song" - the sacrificial rituals of the Western Continent in ancient times, the origin of human civilization and magic.

Gather the strength of an entire tribe or even more people, and use a "chorus" to integrate the will and determination of all people into a whole, and then produce powerful "miracles" to protect the safety of the tribe and fight the invaders.

Although there was only one person in Woz now, the chanting around him was clearly a chorus of a large number of voices, as if there were literally thousands of people chanting loudly at the same time.

This is the standard ancient ritual magic, and even Jelf has only heard of the ancient tradition - because there are too many restrictions and inefficiency, the ancient ritual magic is quickly eliminated and lost, and there is no point in learning and passing it on.

However, it was unthinkable that Wox would take such an old antique magic out of nowhere, redevelop it, and actually seem to be quite suitable for his word magic!

Even Jelf couldn't help but sigh. I couldn't help but recall the knowledge about ancient ritual magic, and wondered if I should study similar magic again.

"It's really an old technology. Wads' words about this are not hidden, "The ancient ritual magic is something that has long been obsolete. ”

"But for something like magic, antiquity is often a sign of great power. "Time is the best element of magic. ”

Woz nodded in agreement: "So, you want this technology?"

"No......" Jelf shook his head, "I'm more interested in the other ancient origin magic you mastered in comparison. He pointed to Woz, "Blood magic, the magic that comes directly from the Hayberian family." ”

Jelf continued, "That family is the master of blood magic since ancient times, and probably the founder, and each generation of Hayberion is the strongest blood magician. And blood magic is also the most classic branch of the 'sacrifice' school of ancient sacrificial magic. I'm intrigued by it!"

Waz recalled, "Indeed, Hayberion did say that his blood magic was a type of ancient sacrificial magic...... Isn't there more than one so-called magical origin?"

"That's right. Jelf patiently explained, "The origin of magic is ancient rituals. However, the ritual of sacrifice is also different, the Ishgar Continent is popular for sacrifice, while the West Continent is for the Great Ritual Magic! And you have mastered two different origin magics at the same time, so it seems that you are closer to the 'source' of magic than me. ”

It's no wonder that Jelf doesn't have much interest in ritual magic anymore, because now he is the emperor of the Western Continent! The ancient inheritance on that continent must have been discovered and studied by him a long time ago, but he gave up when he found that it was really of no practical value.

"In that case, you can go straight to Hayberion, right?" Waz asked rhetorically, not believing that Hayberrien had the strength to refuse Gerf.

"No," said Jelf, "the magic of that family has been passed down through the bloodlines for generations. Without their blood, even I would not have been able to learn pure blood magic. The various blood magic that has been handed down from the world are only derived from their magic, and their true power and potential are far from being comparable to the genuine ones...... This is the main drawback of blood magic. ”

He suddenly looked at Wolds seriously: "It's just you, Woz! I received my own teaching from the contemporary Hayberrien, and I have unbelievably succeeded in learning blood magic!"

Woltz was secretly speechless, he hadn't thought that blood magic would be such an unlearnable thing as bloodline inheritance!

"Strictly speaking, I haven't really learned blood magic. Waz shook his head and explained, "I'm just mimicking the effect of it, through my word magic......"

“…… Read, parse, generalize, reconstruct, and recreate the blood magic of Hayberion with your words. Jelf suddenly continued, "Of course I know what your magic is all about. But even so, you've truly gained the legacy of blood magic. This is a fact that even Hayberrien himself admitted! And if it weren't, you wouldn't be able to control the blood demons in your body. ”

Woz's heart suddenly tightened, he knew all this? Did he get the information from the Nine Ghost Gates? Jell knew him too well!

Jelf seemed to read his thoughts: "Don't be surprised, those blood demons were originally an experiment I did to study blood magic, and there is no essential difference between them and the demons scattered in the magic books scattered all over the world today. ”

"Original...... Is that so? Woz didn't know what expression to put on him, "They're so much more powerful than ordinary demons!"

"It's true that I didn't recycle them because it was too much trouble. Jelf nodded, "It looks like the wrong decision." ”

Apparently, he also knew the terrifying power of Woz's Zealot's Curse. After all, the relationship between him and Wox is an adversary.

"So, I need all the information about blood magic...... I want you to improve the version. Jelf said solemnly.

Woz looked at him helplessly, "Is it really good that you ask me for magic knowledge so directly?

"It's not a demand, it's a deal. Jelf's expression remained unchanged.

"At the cost of the Blood Fiend sealed in my body?" Woz asked rhetorically.

"Of course not. Jelf laughed, "Don't worry, since I've already recognized your identity as a player, I'll give you a fair price to trade." ”

"Blood is the carrier of life, the currency of the soul. Immediately afterward, Jelf suddenly uttered the motto of the Hayberian family, "Magicians, especially high-level magicians, our life force has gradually begun to be linked to magic, and blood magic can directly use the blood of magicians as fuel for magic. Therefore, with blood magic as the medium, you can skip the magic part and directly exchange blood sacrifices for more powerful magic. ”

Faced with Jelf's sudden divergence of the topic, Wolds was a little incomprehensible at first. But as the other party spoke, Woz suddenly thought of something in his heart.

"As long as I give enough life force, I can cast a powerful enough magic. And I am cursed by immortality and immortality, and my vitality is infinite!"